Two memoirs I’ve read recently chronicle the lives of women who were raised in poverty but overcame their circumstances and became successful. The first of these was My Beloved World by Sonia Sotomayor. She was raised in the projects in the Bronx and her father died of alcoholism when Sonia was young. Through her own […]

This is a piece I wrote in 2009 about my father: Once again, I walked tentatively down the hospital corridor being careful to not look in any rooms. We entered Dad’s ward, I anticipated, yet dreaded, seeing him. But today he was smiling and sitting up. He looked normal to me- the usual thin middle […]